This and the next chapter are going to be slight rewrites since I felt that I didn't introduce Luna's character as properly as I wanted. I say 'slight rewrite' because the beginning and ending will remain the same. The encounter, however, will be mostly different.

How appropriate that I finish the rewrites around Halloween. Sweet. :D

First, let me briefly recount the disclaimers:

1. My characters are from the Sonic universe.

2. Although this is technically a crossover, I will not list it as such on this site. I see it moreso as an Animaniacs fic if anything.

3. This story is pretty much non-canon to either side. There might be a few things that admittedly don't make a lot of sense (especially if you think about it), so suspend your disbelief a little bit.

And with all that outta the way, let's start!

Obligatory Disclaimer: Animaniacs does not belong to me; it belongs to Warner Bros. Entertainment. (But my characters do belong to me! ;)

10 minutes ago

Scratchy sat wearily (and wet) at his desk as the Warners sat on the couch, doubled over in laughter at their latest trick. He rubbed his temples in an attempt to tame the incoming headache caused by his current charges. He knew he shouldn't question working with toons, especially after how long he's done it, but he just had to wonder: how do you even manage to fit an entire aquarium in a closet?!

As his incoming headache began to ebb, Plotz's voice rang from the intercom. "Scratchansniff! Are the Warners with you right now?"

The shrink took a moment to recollect before responding. He pressed the button. "Yes, sir. We are in the middle of a session."

"Well, unfortunately, that session will most likely have to wait."

"He says that as if they ever worked," the eldest Warner snarked. His siblings snickered.

"I heard that!" Yakko just grinned smugly. "I'd wipe that smile off of your face, Warner, because this news concerns me as much as it does you.

"A vampire has been spotted among the studio grounds."

Each of the siblings had a different reaction.

Yakko did indeed wipe the grin from his face and replaced it with a serious scowl.

Wakko also grew apprehensive, but didn't give the hard glare like his brother. In fact, he looked more curious than angry.

But nothing could compare to Dot's reaction. Her pale face (as if it could get any whiter) was anything but a pure look of terror that no amount of acting lessons could replicate.

"Fortunately, Ralph was actually able to do his job and subjugated it with a toon-proof cuff. However, it is still not caught. It is likely that it is wandering around the lot as we speak." Dot couldn't help but shiver at that.

"I have already advised a majority of the staff to be on high alert. This includes you, Scratchansniff. Warners, I suggest you three stay near your tower until the vampire has been apprehended."

Dot momentarily shook off her fear to dramatically lift her hand to her head. "Oh my, the world must be ending!" She thumbed over to the intercom. "For once, I agree with him."

"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute," Yakko interrupted. "I dunno about you, but I'm not one to stay cooped up in one place for long just because of one schmuck." He crossed his arms.

Wakko nodded in agreement. "Yeah, plus it's Halloween! How're we gonna miss that?"

Scratchy shook his head. "I must agree with Mr. Plotz. Nobody wants a repeat of the night you were turned, Yakko."

"And it's not gonna happen," the eldest refuted, his voice dripping with resolve. "We all remember what happened that night, but we didn't expect it. But this time we do know, and we can plan something ahead of time." He then looked down at his hands. "Not to mention I'm a vampire now. If push comes to shove, I might have a better chance going against it." He looked back at the shrink. "Scratchy, I really appreciate the concern, but we can fight back against that vamp, so don't you worry. We'll be fine."

Wakko and Dot looked at their brother in slight awe. They had never heard him say anything with such conviction; they didn't think they had any other choice but to believe him. Dot was still terrified at the idea of even facing another vampire, but she felt so much more at ease with her brothers' presence.

"Suit yourself," Plotz curtly responded. "Scratchansniff, this session is to be cut short. Warners, you can be on your way now."

After a glance at each other, they all came to a silent agreement. They hopped off of the couch and made their way to the door. "See ya, Scratchy!" Yakko called out, waving at the shrink.

He waved back. "Stay safe, kidzes."

Yakko and Dot now stood outside the psychiatric building, waiting for Wakko after he promptly zipped off to the studio restroom to take care of his little 'potty emergency'. Normally, they would be on their way back to the tower and just wait for their brother to come back without a care in the world; it wasn't like Wakko's potty emergencies were uncommon. But a vampire was on the loose now; neither of them could afford the risk. Luckily, the nearest restroom wasn't that far away, but they were going to stick as close together as possible at all times until the bloodsucker was caught.

The youngest Warner continued to fold her arms and tap her foot restlessly. "Can Wakko hurry up already?" she groaned. "I don't wanna be out here when that vampire strikes.." She then gasped. "What if it's the same one that bit you? What if it came back to finish the job or something?!"

"Don't worry, sis," Yakko drawled, wrapping an arm around her. "We're not gonna let that vamp get one over us again. Besides, Plotz said that it was weakened anyway. I doubt that it'll have enough strength to take all three of us down. Heck, it may not even be able to take on just one of us."

She gave a heavy sigh. "I hope so," she muttered.

"I'm done!" Wakko's voice rang. His siblings saw him zip from around the corner and stop right from of them, happily giving a salute.

"Okay, good, now let's get out of here," Dot said hurriedly, lightly sprinting in front of her brothers.

As they began to walk, Wakko felt a devious thought creep into his mind. He smirked. "I keep tellin' ya, sis, you're a vampire magnet."

"Shut up, Wakko."

Before he could even start his next sentence, a small figure greeted him by landing smack dab in the face, eliciting a cry of surprise from him. Yakko and Dot immediately came to his side. As his vision refocused, he saw that the perpetrator was a white dove, which was now perching on his nose.

"Oh! Sorry!" It was a high-pitched, female voice; a young one at that. Wakko looked around for its owner, becoming confused when he saw no one but his siblings and the dove. Was the voice coming from inside his head? He inwardly rolled his eyes; he knew he was zany, but he wasn't a straight-up lunatic.

"Did you hear something?" He asked his siblings. They both shook their heads. "Huh. I swear I heard something. It sounded like a girl."

"Uh, yeah, that was me!"

Now both Yakko and Dot jolted and they looked around for the source of the voice along with their brother. Again, they found no one until they turned their attention to the dove. "Uh, is the bird talking to us?" The Warner sister questioned, her eyebrow raised.

"Without opening its mouth?" Yakko finished.

"Yep!" It chirped. "It's telepathy. I'm not that strong at it, though, so I'll just make this easier for myself." It then lightly hovered off of the middle Warner's nose and landed on the ground (after slipping up on its talons).

The dove glowed white and shifted into an entirely different form. As the glow subsided, it revealed a small, non-anthropomorphic fox with five digits on its front paws and three on its back ones. It had mostly yellow fur and brown eyes, and the only other color that decorated its body was white, which covered its muzzle, the fur on its chest, the insides of its ears, and the tip of its tail. It definitely looked female, judging from the long eyelashes and pink ribbon tied around its tail. Not to mention the longer fur growing from the back of her head; it almost looked like a makeshift "mane".

She cleared her throat. "Sorry I crashed into you." Her voice came out a tiny bit scratchier than before. "Still need to work on flying."

"Ahh, so you're a shapeshifter, are ya?" Yakko commented, looking over her form.

The fox beamed. "Yep! I'm actually a fox!" She pranced around for a bit. "Buuuuuuuuut this isn't exactly my normal form."

She then got a good look at her audience. They look weird. I've never seen anybody like them. Her head tilted in confusion. "No offense, but, uh, what are you?"

The siblings all smirked at each other; they loved this routine. "Beats us," Yakko shrugged. "We could be dogs."

"Or cats," Dot continued.

"Or rabbits," Wakko chimed.

"Maybe even a mix!" their older brother continued. "But what we do know is that we're toons!"

"'Toons'?" the young vixen asked, still confused.

"Yep, as in 'cartoon'. We were drawn on a piece of paper and we came to life!"

Wakko smiled. "Yep. We even had our own show back in the '90s."

"And right now, we're in the process of filming a reboot for it," Yakko added. "But as for who we are…"

"We're the Warner brothers!" he and Wakko announced.

Dot promptly followed with a curtsy. "And the Warner sister."

"I'm Yakko!"

"I'm Wakko!"

"And my name is Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fanna Bo Besca the Third," the youngest declared. The fox gave her a raised eyebrow in response. "But you can call me Dot." She then narrowed her eyes. "Call me Dottie and ya die."

The small fox giggled at that. "I'm Vixie." Her face then shifted to that of concern. "But I was wondering if you could help me…" She fell on a dead end on her words as she looked over them again. "Oh… wait… You guys are part of the studio, aren't you…?" She said, slowly.

"Technically, I guess." Wakko said.

Dot grinned. "But don't worry if you're worried about getting in trouble."

"We may be a part of the studio, but we don't exactly abide by the rules," Yakko also grinned. "So what's the deal, kid?"

Vixie sighed. "Okay." She surreptitiously glanced around the area before turning back to the Warners. "I'm looking for my aunt," she began. Her voice became lower and quieter, causing the two younger siblings to lean closer to hear her; of course, with Yakko's heightened senses, he didn't have to do so. "Me, her, and our dad were on a tour around here and she wandered off to find a bathroom. She didn't come back for a while, so I tried to find her on my own, but I can't."

"So what's the worry here?" The eldest Warner shrugged nonchalantly. "It just sounds like she got lost."

"I.. think she may be wanted by the studio. I even saw a poster."

Wanted? The siblings looked at each other in confusion. Nobody was ever wanted by Warner Bros. in that sense. Not unless she was talking about that vampire that Plotz had just warned about—They all froze. Oh, no..

"Uh, is your aunt, by any chance, a.. vampire?"

She looked at him slightly wide-eyed, as if she was caught in an act. "Yes," was the slow response.

The Warners exchanged worried glances with each other. The young fox became slightly indignant at their expressions. "Is there something wrong with that?"

Yakko shook his head fervently and raised his hands calmly. "No, no, there's nothing inherently wrong with her being a vamp. It's just…"

"We've had a bad run-in with a vampire before," his younger brother finished.

"Well, I know she wouldn't do anything that warrants being wanted like a criminal!" She paused, as if she was contemplating something. "Okay, lemme rephrase that: I know she wouldn't just attack or hurt someone out of nowhere! I promise, she's not a bad person." She sighed. "Can you just please help me find her?"

Again, the Warners exchanged glances, all having conflicting feelings. After a moment, the eldest Warner turned to the young vixen. "If you don't mind, I think we should discuss this in a sibling meeting."

She nodded. Yakko turned back to his siblings and crouched down in a football-style huddle, with them following suit. "Nope," Dot immediately whispered. "Nope, nope, absolutely nope!"

"Okay, okay, I know what you're thinking, Dot—"

"Well, duh! Why are we even considering this?! It's a vampire! And I bet it's the same one from before."

"But that was a bat," Wakko mentioned in a confused tone. "If she's her aunt, then wouldn't she be a fox?"

"Wakko, that girl is a shapeshifter. Her aunt could be one too!"

"Look, if she's tellin' the truth, then we won't have much to worry about," Yakko reasoned. He sighed. "But if she isn't.. Well, then we might be in for a fight. But as long as we're together, we can overpower it and send it packing outta here."

"Her," his brother corrected.

"Right," the eldest drawled, slightly rolling his eyes amusedly.

"Plus, she sounded really worried," Wakko added. "We should at least try to help her feel better."

The youngest Warner sighed exasperatedly. "Am I actually being outnumbered here?" Her brothers nodded. She sighed again. "Fine, let's get this over with."

The siblings split out from the huddle and assembled themselves in a line. "Alright, kid, we've decided," the eldest spoke. "We'll help ya find her."

Vixie smiled gratefully as she hopped up and down excitedly. "Oh, thank you, thank you! I swear you won't regret it!" Her smile dropped as she looked around her surroundings. "Now if only I knew where to start looking.."

"Where was the last place you guys were at?" The middle Warner asked.

"Uhh, I think the last thing the tour took us to was a movie set?"

"Okay, I guess that's something we could check fir—" However, the oldest sibling was interrupted by a sound picked up by his sensitive ears. He turned his head to the sound and caught a figure in the corner of his eye. He couldn't get a definite look at it, but he could swear that the tail looked Warner-like. Very Warner-like. It appeared to scamper off in the direction of an unused set.

He pointed in its direction. "Welp, think I just saw something run off over there." How convenient. He added silently.

"It could be my auntie!" Vixie gasped. She began to run in the direction that the Warner indicated. "C'mon, let's go!"

Wakko stepped forward to run after her, but he was held back by his older brother's wary hand. Yakko looked at him and their sister with a stern expression, silently saying "Don't do anything reckless," before jogging after the fox, his siblings following close behind.

After a couple of twists and turns, they found Vixie standing at an unused soundstage. "I think I saw something run in here!" She was about to walk inside until Yakko whispered out to her. "Hey, hey, wait a sec. Don't be so hasty, foxy. Ya never know could be lurking around."

"Oh. Right," she sheepishly whispered back.

Yakko, Wakko, and Dot all gave one final look at each other. They all walked cautiously into the soundstage. The siblings were huddled together, with Yakko at the front. He gestured the others to look at him, and he put his finger to his lips.

He then raised his hand up to his ear as it perked attentively, listening for anything that could give away the presence of another being. He didn't hear anything for a few seconds.

Until he heard heavy breathing.

His eyes slightly widened and he traded a concerned glance at his siblings and the young fox. They all got the message: something else was here.

After a seemingly long silence, Yakko began to drift towards the direction of the breathing, the others following suit. The breathing got louder and louder. The oldest sibling briefly motioned his younger peer to get behind him, just in case this being was not the one that she was looking for. They all braced for anything that could spring at them.

However, none of them could probably be prepared for the sight that beheld them.

Another Wakko was right in front of them. It was facing away from them so they couldn't see its face, but everything looked like an exact copy. The only thing that was off was the metal cuff around the copy's right leg.

The trio stiffened. There was no doubt about it. This was their vampire.

It was hunched up, its feet resting on the floor; coupled with the heavy breathing, it seemed as if it was exhausted. However, it felt another presence from behind and, with a strangled gasp, quickly whirled around in a small burst of energy to face them, revealing that its face was also the same as the real Wakko's.

They observed the way it stood. The primal stance of being on all fours, the apprehensive eyes, the grimace on its face.. They figured it was prepared for a fight.

But before anyone could make another move, Vixie walked up to the fake Wakko with a level stare. Upon seeing the young vixen, it gasped and sprinted up to her spot with no hesitation. It nudged its head to her as if going for a nuzzle, but the fox backed away, holding up a paw. She simply sat down to the side and extended her tail to the other 'Wakko' with a look of expectancy.

It glanced at the tail before it turned around slightly, extending its own. Slowly, the two coiled their tails together before the 'Wakko' gave hers a slight squeeze. The Warners continued to look on in confusion.

The fox and the lookalike separated their tails and the former broke into a big smile. "Auntie!" she squealed, leaping forward towards the 'Warner'. It yelped in surprise as it was tackled by the overjoyed kit. She began nuzzling against its muzzle. "I was so worried about you, Ti-ti.."

The other 'Wakko' couldn't help but smile at that. "Don't worry, kiddo, I'm okay," it—no, she—reassured, warmly returning the gesture.

Meanwhile, the Warners jumped at the voice that came out of her mouth. It wasn't her own, but rather an exact replica of Wakko's.

"What happened to you?" the fox asked worriedly.

"I was jus' tryin' to find the bathroom when I hear some big security guard freakin' out for some reason. Next thing I know, he tackles me an' I got this collar on.. my.. leg.."

The copycat drifted off as her eyes wandered behind the fox, seeing the rest of their company. Before she could properly reflect on their appearances, she quickly became preoccupied with something else. Her nose picked up a certain scent, and it seemed to be coming from the girl.

A wide grin spread on her face and she narrowed her eyes devilishly as a tiny growl erupted from her throat. Vixie got off of the 'Warner' who proceeded to stand back up on all fours. "You brought me a meal… I owe ya one, Vix."

At that, the Warners stiffened again. Wakko immediately got into a protective position for Dot and Yakko did the same for both of his siblings.

However, just as she prepared to take a step towards them, Vixie stood in front of her defensively. "Umm, sorry, Luna, but I don' think you can feed yet."

She scowled at her. "Why not?"

"Auntie, they're part of the studio and you're already gettin' wanted posters over here. What do ya think's gonna happen when the studio finds out that you fed on one of them?"

"And that goes for anyone on this lot," Yakko quickly added.

The lookalike's glare softened slightly as she glanced elsewhere. As she did, she noticed something to her liking: there were no cameras anywhere in the vicinity.

The hardened look and the wild grin returned to her features as she turned back to everyone else. "Oh, yeah?" she challenged, slowly transitioning to standing on two feet. "We'll see about that.."

Without a second to spare, the fake Warner's black eyes glowed a bright blue and she put her hands together. A large blue flame formed in them and she shot it at the boys. Caught off guard, they were subjected to a burning sensation and they yelled in pain.

"Guys!" Dot squeaked. However, before she could make her next move, the fake Warner pounced and pinned her down to the ground in a flash. Her heart skipped a beat when her vision was filled with the blazing blue eyes of their attacker.

"Hi there," the copycat purred. "Sorry I had to do that, but I am so hungry.. and you smell so good.." She opened her maw wide and stuck out her tongue, giving a drawn-out lick to her neck.

Flinching from the wet tongue and angry from seeing her brothers attacked, Dot furiously squirmed in the predator's grasp and inwardly smiled when her captor's expression turned to that of annoyance.

"Don't struggle!" she hissed. "It'll be a lot worse for y—"

Unfortunately for her, she was interrupted by her own yelp as a mallet hit her side and she was sent a few feet away from her victim. When she landed, the toons were surprised to see a purple aura wash over her from head to toe.

As it did, the Wakko appearance that she had taken disappeared and a fox similar to Vixie in shape took its place. However, she was slightly larger in size, and where Vixie had yellow fur, she had black fur and she had a red ribbon on her tail instead of pink. The metal cuff was still visible around her right leg and there was also something white on her sides.

The vampire got to her paws and looked up, revealing both eyes that had slit pupils and glowed the same blue from before and a dark crescent moon-shaped mark on the left side of her muzzle. She saw her would-be food now back on her feet, hugging her blue-clad brother, who held the wooden weapon in his hand. Her other brother huddled his siblings together protectively and both of her brothers had fierce glares directed at her.

Arching her back, the things on her sides extended, revealing them to be a pair of rather large, white bat-like wings, and unsheathed white claws on all four paws. She released an angry snarl and rushed to the Warners to attack before she was yet again halted by her niece standing in her way, causing her to stop in her tracks. The vampire eyed her testingly and let out a low warning growl.

The younger vixen looked at her pleadingly. "Auntie, please! You can't fight them! You'll burn out if you keep doing this."

Again, her glare softened, but it eventually turned into a tired stare. Her niece was right; her tense stance was slowly crumbling and she could feel that burst of energy fading fast.

"Please…"

A moment of silence passed before she gave a conceding sigh and sat down in surrender, retracting her claws and the glow from her eyes gone, showing a normal blue and normal pupils. Despite herself, she instantly became more at ease when Vixie sat beside her and rubbed her cheek against hers. "Save your energy, okay?" she said. The older vixen only responded with an exasperated huff.

Seeing the ravenous creature of the night pacified for the time being, the Warners likewise lessened their tense postures just a bit. "Way to make a first impression, foxy," Yakko dryly remarked.

The tired glare returned to the black fox's features, while the golden fox merely smiled apologetically. "She really is a nice person, I promise," she appealed before turning back to her aunt. "Are you gonna apologize, Lulu?" She only turned her head in an uncooperative manner. "Didn' think so."

Her aunt's eyes briefly flashed again before the purple aura washed over her once more. The image of the middle Warner showed up in front of them and crossed his arms. "I jus' want to say: you three are very, very lucky," she hissed, back to using Wakko's voice.

A hint of a victorious smile tugging at his lips, Yakko replied, "Not so tough with that cuff on, are ya?" Her glare turned into near daggers. Undeterred, he continued, his smile growing with each word. "By the way, I feel as though I should mention that the only ones who can take it off are the higher-ups." Another soft growl seethed through her throat, resulting in the biggest smirk.

Vixie looked to him with a pleading half-smile. "Please don't aggravate my aunt."

"Can't keep promises, kid. We were kinda created to do that," he remarked. "Anyway, vampy, I heard foxy call ya a lotta names. Do you want us to use one of 'em, or should we come up with somethin' else?"

"It's Luna to you," she snapped. "And who would you be?"

"That's Yakko, Wakko and Dot," Vixie eagerly spoke up, pointing to each respective sibling. "Well, she has a really long name, but jus' call her Dot. Not Dottie, though, but anyway, they helped me find you!" she chirped. "So please be nice.."

"You sound like Daddy," the fake Wakko muttered. Upon finishing her sentence, she suddenly perked in realization, the last word acting as a trigger. "Wait." Her face transformed into that of worry. "Where is he?"

Vixie's features mirrored hers, with a hint of guilt. "I don' know."

Her aunt's then narrowed into that of sternness. "You ran off without him knowin'?!"

"No! I told him I was gonna go look for you. When I left him, we were at some set."

The elder heaved a sigh. "Great, now Pops is gonna be worried sick about us."

"Wait, wait, wait!" Vixie called out before she turned to the toons. "Sorry to ask for another big favor, but can you take us back so we can find our dad? Pleeeease?"

The Warners shared hesitant glances. Obviously they weren't so keen on their little friend (who was almost near special friend territory) going off scot-free. True, she was virtually powerless with the restraint on, but evidently, she was still a threat.

They could just decide to mallet her out of Warner Bros., but that wouldn't exactly be fair to the fox that they did befriend. So what to do with her...?

Then an idea sparked in Yakko's head. She was a vampire just like him. Chances are she's been one way longer than he has. What if he could get some info out of her?

"Tell ya what," he started. "We don't mind helpin' ya out again.. if you answer a few questions."

Luna narrowed her eyes. "So you're interrogatin' me?"

"See, when ya say it like that, 'interrogate' becomes such an ugly word."

"We prefer 'kindly asking'," Wakko added.

She released an irritated growl. Then she felt a tug on her tail before she looked down at her niece, who had coiled her own tail around hers. "To be fair, we do kinda owe them something," Vixie said.

Her brow raised incredulously. "Like what?"

"Helping me find you! Hello?!" she snarked back. "C'mon, Ti-ti, at least try t' be nice…"

She scowled, but she could feel her defenses falling. Not only was she right, but Vixie's agreeable nature was a worthy opponent to fight against. That and she was using the puppy-dog eyes. Ugh. Didn't seem like she had much of a choice.

A pause followed before she groaned defeatedly. "...Fine."